Jinx X Fem Reader Novels & Stories

An elastic and crisp sound rang out in the room. Before I could react, I felt a burning pain behind me, startling me and making me jump on the spot in shame and anger. This strong emotion made me forget my shyness and also dispersed my thirst. I kept struggling against him by punching and kicking him. As he was busy defending himself against my hands, he didn't pay attention to my legs. During my fit, I kicked him in the vitals. He howled and subconsciously loosened his grip on me, and I took the opportunity to put on my underwear in a hurry.

Lyra whooped heavily with my mother too but i just sat there staring at them in confusion. I knew how the world works. Enough to know that it cost my father something. And to confirm my thoughts, the father cleared his throat, “In return for that…i will have to give one of my daughters to become the alpha’s uhm…mistress.” My heart fell immediately when his gaze shifted to me. No, no no he cannot do this. “The Silver Fang pack has offered more than half a billion dollars for you Xenia, and we accepted the offer. As from now you are their Alpha’s mistress.”

There was no way she would believe that we were normal after that. Jane nodded slowly and looked at Philip and me, then asked the most disturbing question ever. "Have you guys read the book Fucked by Dragons?"

JANET'S POV It was still in Desmond's top drawer exactly where I'd hidden it. I stood there holding it in both hands under the bedroom light. Massive. Jelly-like. Ribbed the entire length with veins that ran thick along the shaft. A deep burgundy colour that made it look both obscene and somehow convincing. Vicky had called it a promise. And standing here stark naked with my pussy still throbbing from two failed attempts at relief, I was prepared to hold her to it.

“Why are you stuttering, Alpha Jaxon? Do you imagine how I grind on your top? Do you imagine how I squeezed my boobs while moving upside down while you were lying in bed? You are such a freaking pervert!” Jaxon's mouth hung open. He blamed his libido for embarrassing him in front of his mate. He guessed Veronica was only herself from making fun of him. “It's natural if I'm getting hard when it comes to you. Veronica, don't you forget you are, mate? It means desire is more intense whenever you are with me.” Jaxon made sure he wouldn't stammer. He wanted to save his face. He was an Alpha!

When I finished unclasping my bra, I threw it away and I saw Flint's intense stare. "Now touch yourself for me..." he instructed. I lied back, still holding the phone so he could see me. "Touch yourself for me, JV," he repeated. I slid my fingers inside my panty and slowly traced my entrance, the same way he traces mine whenever he does it. "I'm so hard for you, babe..." I played with my clit and imagined it was Flint doing the wonders. "Oh..Flint..." "You like it?" "Yes.... but I like it more if it's your tongue on me," I mumbled.

Dinner dragged under the chandelier's glow, silverware clinking like accusations. I sat between Jake and Richard, my fork pushing peas around the plate, thighs still sticky from the laundry fuck. Jake's foot nudged mine under the table, a silent reminder of his cum drying inside me. Richard poured wine, his gaze lingering on the faint red marks peeking from my collar—Jake's handprints from earlier spanks, or maybe Marcus's grip. They didn't ask, but the air hummed with unspoken jealousy.

The breath froze in Valerie’s chest. Images flashed again— Drugo’s hands gripping hers. The tremble in his fingers. His voice, raw and strained. His weight pressing her down. Her breath trapped in her throat. Valerie’s step faltered. Julia stopped immediately. “Val?” she asked gently. “I… don’t know how to explain it,” Valerie whispered. “What happened?” “It wasn’t a normal night,” Valerie forced out. Her heartbeat pounded against her ribs. “There was a man. A VIP. He was… different.”

“You heard her.” We fucked him for what felt like hours. Sweat-slicked bodies sliding together. Chains rattling. The room filled with the wet sounds of sex, our moans, his desperate grunts. Madison rode him reverse cowgirl while I sat on his face again, grinding down. We kissed over his body, hands everywhere — stroking his chest, pulling his hair, choking him lightly as he thrust up into us.

Rene’s POV “He wants me to go to Coverts Lisa.. Coverts! He wants me to cheat!” I said on the phone with my cousin. Sitting outside the hospital “But Rene.. Is it really cheating if he permits you to?” “Omg Lisa! Don't tell me.. What has gotten into you two?” “Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.”